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Correct Warming Up Cane Lyrics
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[Intro:] This is not Tha Drought 3 This is not a Kanye mixtape This is not a 50 mixtape This is something different You know what I'm saying If you love hiphop music and you love Wale Then, prepare to have the eargasm of a lifetime 100 Miles and Running, Wale, catch dubs Let's do it [Verse:] Come get some, you little bum I bake the cake but you can't get a crumb I made the pop rock that guy on Shanghai dutch with the high beam on I've been fly, I'd could probably show Pride of Columbia, I've got that y'all Amidst? That kid cause I smoke Datpiff Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick I don't wear jewels, too much conflict Get loose, just like you when I do rhyming And I'm at, I'm on their mind like a yamaka Supreme for my team or Orlean all prided up Got problems, what? I can't say Can't wear grs, I'm pitching cocaine I ain't even start yet, this is propane Get the heat ready then I give them that flame [Hook:] There's crack, there's crack There's crack, there's crack There's crack, there's crack There's crack nigga, there's crack They warming up cane, they warming up cane They warming up cane, they warming up cane They warming up cane, they warming up cane They warming up cane, they warming up cane [Verse 2:] Since cane been brought up, the cane been bought up Cane been warmed up and sent to the corner Every since then our whole city been horrible The hard, fast dope has a whole lot of coroners Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars For the most part those blocks get Bogart Hoes pop from the core to the whole block Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark I start to think it's all planned It's all too black for me to blame it on the man I just blame it on a man named Reagan Face it: your face Caucasian, you literally naked Physically straight but they cake they behavior I ain't trying to bitch, but they say that I'm hating Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby You trying to get paid, then you better get to baking [Hook:] [Verse 3:] It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks The crackerjacks say that the blacks kill blacks The blacks kill blacks for the crack of respect Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen The government officials is rude in the District They do the shipment, we do the pitching They do the score and we more like Pippen They locking us up for the drugs that we doing But I don't know no hood nigga that's a chemist All we do is work white, sorta like a dentist Cook that bag then buy a couple tennises Supply it to the fiends that believe when it's in them that they better, but they never gonna be till they finished Finished mean done, and done mean dead Dc's here, this is where crack lives [Hook:]
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